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Downward to Darkness Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail Whistle about us their spontaneous cries; Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness; And, in the isolation of the sky, At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make Ambiguous undulations as they sink, Downward to darkness, on extended wings. (p. 70) Stevens, Wallace. "Sunday Morning." 1923. The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens. Alfred A. Knopf, 1971. https://archive.org/details/in.ernet.dli.2015.182920
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